A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 1110: Monsters in the Deep Void

After a brief rest, the two walked towards the plain at the foot of the mountain.

There are many wooden houses on both sides of the basin valley, and clear mountain spring water flows down from the surrounding hillsides.

A quarter of an hour later, the two of them arrived outside a small courtyard inside.

Sun Xiaoyu called softly from outside, "Excuse me, is Elder Huang here?"

"come in."

The door opened by itself and an old voice came from inside.

The two walked in.

In the yard, I saw an old man playing with a black dog with a circle.

The old man looks to be in his seventies, with the cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining. He is an elder of the Qinglin Sect. After losing hope of a breakthrough, he is now in charge of guarding the horse farm for the sect.

"Greetings, Elder Huang."

"Greetings, Elder Huang."

The two men bowed to him.

The old man didn't even turn his head. He squatted on the ground and touched the black dog's head, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Sun Xiaoyu said, "Reporting to Elder Huang, the senior sister from the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall asked me to bring this junior brother to you."

"Alas, one came just the day before yesterday, and another one was sent today. It's fucking hell. Nowadays, people are vying to do the job of raising horses for free." The old man was very impatient after hearing this. He stood up, turned around and looked at the two people, and finally stopped his gaze on Lu Luan: "It's you, right?"

"Greetings, Elder Huang."

Lu Luan lowered his head a little more.

"Okay, let's go."

The old man walked over with his hands behind his back and said to Sun Xiaoyu: "I have received the person, you can go back."

"As ordered."

Sun Xiaoyu bowed to him, nodded to Lu Luan, then turned and left.

Walk back to Qinglin Gate.

"You are only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. What are you doing here raising horses with this qualification?" The old man seemed to be questioning him.

Lu Luan replied nervously, "Elder, I want to join Qinglin Sect, but I am not qualified to be a menial disciple. My senior brother said that if I raise horses well here, I will have the opportunity to become a menial disciple, so I came."

"Which brother? Those guys are really becoming more and more lawless," the old man snorted coldly, and then said to him: "You should leave. Although your qualifications are not enough to join Qinglin Sect, you are more than enough to join other small sects. Don't come here to raise horses, delay your time, and neglect your cultivation."

"Walk?"

Lu Luan looked around.

The old man nodded and said, "That's right, just leave on your own. You are not a formal disciple, and your soul lamp is not even lit. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time. Although the sect won't allow it, I will turn a blind eye."

"Thank you for your kindness, Elder, but I just want to join Qinglin Sect. If I join a small sect, although it would be easier, I wouldn't have much to achieve. Qinglin Sect is a big sect, and it wasn't established long ago. As long as I join it, my descendants will also stay in the sect in the future."

Lu Luan's attitude was very firm.

"It's up to you." The old man said no more and asked:

"what's your name?"

"Reporting to the elder, my name is Lu Yang."

"Lu Yang," the old man whispered, "In this horse farm, there are indeed three quotas for becoming menial disciples every year. If you perform well, you may have the opportunity to join Qinglin Sect."

"I will try my best not to let the elder down."

He knew that the decision on who would become a menial disciple lay in the hands of Elder Huang.

"Xiao Hei, take him there and give him a Zhuyang horse to practice with first."

The old man looked at the black dog rolling in the yard.

The black dog stuck out his tongue and nodded.

Then, the pair of eyes full of wisdom looked at Lu Luan and said in human language: "Follow me."

Looking at him, Lu Luan looked very "shocked".

"What are you looking at, dog lord? You can't understand me talking like a dog. If you keep looking at me like that, I'd bite you to death." The black dog was still angry.

Lu Luan quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."

"All the record-keeping disciples here call me Lord Dog. You have to call me Lord Dog too. Do you hear me?"

The black dog showed him its mouthful of white teeth ferociously.

Lu Luan calmed down his anger and said, "Hello, Lord Dog."

"That's more like it," the black dog walked past him with his head held high, "Come with me."

The two bells were swinging on its butt, which made people want to cut off the bells with scissors.

"Practice, practice..."

Lu Luan said to himself in his heart that if he was really sixteen years old, he would not feel strange facing such a thing, but now there was a resistance in his heart, wanting him to end this new practice.

Lu Luan secretly warned himself in his heart that if he couldn't endure all these, then what was the point of practicing? Having such a strange reaction only meant that his mind was not strong enough.

This requires further practice.

"Why are you daydreaming? Hurry up and follow me, Master Gou."

The black dog was turning its head at the door to urge.

"Elder Huang, I'll go first."

After paying his respects to the old man, Lu Luan followed the black dog and left.

"Hello, Lord Dog."

"Hello, Lord Dog..."

Outside, the passing disciples who were recording the events saw the black dog and greeted him in a flattering manner.

The black dog held its head high, enjoying the admiring gaze.

And it also has this strength.

Although it looks like an ordinary dog, it is actually a high-level fairy beast with strength comparable to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Most of the disciples who record things here are young and middle-aged people, ranging from the fourth to the seventh level of Qi Refining. The reason why they are willing to come here to raise horses is that they have the same idea as Lu Luan, to join the Qinglin Sect.

"Your name is Lu Yang, right?" the black dog turned around and asked.

"Yes, Lord Dog." Lu Luan replied quickly.

The disciples who were taking notes also looked at him curiously. It was rare to see someone of this age in this horse farm.

"Your talent is pretty good among these people. I'm optimistic about you. If you take good care of your horses, you'll have a chance to join Qinglin Sect." Just after he had given his encouragement, Black Dog reminded him in a conscientious manner, "But you can't be too proud. What's most lacking here is hard-working people. You have good conditions, but you have to work harder and surpass them."

"Master Dog, I understand."

After a while, Black Dog brought him to an empty wooden house and said, "You will live here from now on. This place was previously lived by a big man, but he couldn't stand it anymore and ran away two months ago."

"Master Dog, I will persevere."

"Just stay here for a while. I'll go get you a pony to raise."

The black dog wagged its tail and ran outside.

Lu Luan looked around the house and shook his head slightly, "Raising horses, Lord Dog, this is truly a satisfying practice."

"I wonder if I can start from this horse farm, from a record-keeping disciple to a menial disciple, and then to the outer sect and inner sect without using any tricks..."

Although it sounds simple, it is actually very difficult without using any advanced skills.

This was something he had never experienced before.

Lu Luan felt that the subsequent practice was becoming more and more interesting.

......

In the endless void.

Dark, cold, and desolate.

Countless broken meteorites were wandering around aimlessly and alone.

Deep in this cold void, there is not a trace of the warmth of life.

Sudden.

A ghostly figure appeared in the boundless void.

This figure has no entity and keeps changing into various forms of life.

"Disappeared?"

It seemed that the target it was targeting suddenly disappeared from its perception, and the figure stopped.

The shape of the body was finally fixed. It was a pile of flesh and blood covered with eyeballs, which was very disgusting.

All the eyes on its body were staring in one direction.

"It's a bit troublesome, but if I hide it, I won't be able to find it, right?"

The figure flashed and disappeared again into the pitch-black void.

Although that world suddenly disappeared from its perception, it had already locked onto its approximate location, and it would be found as long as it spent more time.